The Creeping Terror (1964)

Deadly alien creatures (all two of them!) descend upon an unwary Earth in their customized van... um... I mean 'spaceship'... These are rather unique aliens in more ways than one. Are they monsters? Are they trying to conquer the Earth? Or were they sidetracked on their way to Disneyland? Does anyone really care?

Apparently, their main intention in attacking the unsuspecting Earthlings is to analyze their chemical content and send this valuable information back to the va... er... spaceship. (Guess this rules out the 'Disneyland' thing.) The aliens manage to do this analysis by overpowering humans, crawling over them, and slowly absorbing their bodies.

One of the aliens, apparently, had an extra-heavy dinner on Mars since it spends the entire first half of the movie sound asleep! (As do the movie goers.)

Resembling a huge carpet of 'dog hair gone wild', the more venturous of the two 'terrors' has, it appears, swallowed an entire group of college kids who can occasionally be seen crawling along on their hands and knees beneath it. During the course of the movie, the Creeping Terror invades a hootenany ('dance' to anyone under 50), a fishing trip, and, not satisfied with all the college students it is trying to ingest, tackles a high school dance where one very perceptive teen shouts, "Oh, my God! What is it!?" By this time, you almost expect a voice to come from the Creeping Terror, "It's me... Charlie!"

The 'piece de resistance', however, is the fact that, during post production, the director, Art J. Nelson, somehow lost the entire soundtrack to the movie and he found himself saddled with a 'silent' talking movie! Instead of going to the bother of re-dubbing all the voices (which meant that the entire cast would have to try to act again, a lightbulb popped up over Mr. Nelson's head. And in the light of that bulb, he could see someone who suggested that he simply narrate the movie instead.

So Mr. Nelson wisely hired himself a narrator who told the audience what was going on up there on the big screen. "Johnny runs through the dark forest, dodging and darting in no particular direction, waiting patiently for someone to yell 'cut' so he can go home and watch television. Behind him, the Creeping Terror moves in slow but steady pursuit." (After all, how fast can a group of people covered in shag carpet creep along on their hands and knees?)

Many local inhabitants were used as extras in this movie and 'The Creeping Terror' remains one of the few films in history to be shot entirely on location in Lake Tahoe, Nevada!